slugabed \SLUHG-uh-bed\, noun:
One who stays in bed until a late hour; a sluggard.
I know at least five people who slept in this weekend until an unreasonably late hour, including myself, due to the feeling of freedom that accompanies a long weekend. I basked in the glory that is President's Day by staying up until 2am and getting up sometime around noon each day. And oh how glorious it was.
But then came Tuesday morning. The obnoxious BLARING of my alarm clock awoke me at an unreasonably EARLY hour, to which I rolled over, sniveling "What day is it? Where am I? Aw crap. I have to go to work." I spent the better part of Monday hanging out at Murky Coffee in Clarendon writing my book and couldn't help but muse that it would be so wonderful to do my own thing everyday, hang out in coffee shops where I recognize the people, and drink yummy soy chai lattes. And yet here I am, at this desk surrounded by a dump truck full of tea to keep me awake and more bacteria on my desk than in the ice cubes at McDonalds.
A friend of mine said to me today "Isn't it weird that you have probably met your husband already....random thought...(are you going to discuss this random thought in your blog??)...." This is a male friend, by the way. Not a typical thing for a male friend to point out. So I did some research. The odds were actually pretty good that he's correct.
Sixty-three percent of married couples meet through a network of friends.
In Washington, D.C., a whopping 70 percent of the population is single
There are 86 unmarried men for every 100 unmarried women, although in some regions the gender ratio favors women, especially out west. Paradise, Nevada, a suburb 10 miles from Las Vegas, has 118 unmarried men for every 100 unmarried women. Other cities where gals got it good include Austin, Texas; Fort Lauderdale, Florida; Tempe, Arizona; and Sunnyvale and Santa Ana, California. A coincidental bonus for women thinking of relocating: All of these cities are sunny and warm. (I guess moving to Tucson is a good idea after all.)
Only 9 percent of women and 2 percent of men say they've found a relationship at a bar or club. You're better off hitting on cuties at Starbucks.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Word of the Day: Slugabed
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Seriously, take a good look around you. If he's right, we're all screwed. ha. Kidding. I'm kidding. I have a lot of really great guy friends. I should be fixing them all up with my really great girl friends.
OK. Gotta have some guy rebuttal to this post.
I don't know if I have met my soul mate, but I would be interested in "Speed Soul Mate Matching" if someone can figure out how to do it.
Maybe we all can take a test before a party and be paired and see if the statistics lie. Come on Kim, don't statistics lie sometimes?
At this point I want to find a funny, cute geeky girl that I can have fun with. Marriage? Puuuleeez.
Oh, and by the way, I slept in until 12pm on Sunday...
Thadd, Kim wants to meet my husband -- what should I tell her? Of course I was going to post it. You provoked me!
Kim, I don't think I can introduce you to him just yet.. seeing as how I have no idea who he is at this point in time.
By the way, Speed Soulmate Matching sounds like a blast. We should do that!
I just wanted to comment on the word of the day and maybe brag a bit, since I have been a "slugabed" as many as 5 days a week in the past, even while holding down a respectable job. I guess it depends on your definition of "late hour", but you can work wonders if your boss accepts that you are trying to work from home until after the morning rush hour.
Just a few weekends ago, I slept in until 3pm. Is that a slugabed, or is that a coma? Good times.
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